A deal is a deal

We were having a picnic, enjoying yet another sunny day together. Peggy and I had those kind of dates too, that was the friends part of our "thing", it was very enjoyable. We had frequent heart to heart conversations about our lives and the state of affairs at home, we shared a lot and got to know each other more intimately too.

As far as Peggy was concerned, she was totally satisfied sexually by her husband, for what she describe to me, he was one of the adventurous type, he'd bring up suggestions to try new things (including adding more people into their mix), always interested and ready for sex, loved to perform orally and, on top of that, was supposedly well endowed, in good shape and with quite some stamina: one of those that bangs you until you're impossibly sore. So far, so good. And, it's not that they didn't have sex, they did, a lot; but for what she described (and for what I got to experience first hand), she just limited herself to doing the bare minimum, meaning, laying there. And that was something her husband complained about.

Keeping up with my mentor-fairy godmother role, I started giving my pupil girl some sex advice and encouragement into being a more active and innovative participant in bed with her husband, i.e: why do you feel yucky about oral?, give swallowing a try, it's not that bad, darling; or, anal, why not?, if it's done correctly it could be lovely, start slowly and see how it goes; or, it's fun to switch it up a little bit: missionary is great, but there are so many other positions to try. And so on and so forth...And of course, every time she revealed yet another issue, all I could say in my head was "no wonder".

I suspected her husband wasn't as good as she believed, though; specially by the feedback I got from her after each time I went down on her; well, yes, modesty aside, I know I'm orally gifted but also you could tell that this girl had never been properly eaten before. Sadly I concluded that she just had no reference to compare him with...You know how it is for most of us girls when we had our first: we thought he was the best lover in the universe; but as we encountered other men, we realized that being the first doesn't necessarily mean being the best.

Confessions came and went and we ended up having the threesome conversation: Amongst other things, Peggy told me that she and hubby had gone trough some difficult times during their marriage because of their sexual incompatibility. Peggy was in total fear that her husband would either leave her or start fooling around. So after their last crisis, she ended up creating the girl-girl profile on AM. Still to this day I'm not sure how much of that move was made by her own bi-curiosity and how much was done under his pressure.

As you know, Spanky and I had the threesome conversation as well, and that was something I knew would be fun to experience together. Oh boy, how much I was looking forward to that! grrr, I could just imagine how crazy he'd go after seeing me going down on a woman or vice versa. Anyways, all of a sudden all pieces fell into place and a whole new opportunity opened ahead for the four of us. Finally my hard work was going to pay off big time!.

Peggy and I made a pact: I'd join her and hubby for a play date so she could finally fulfill that fantasy for him, then, in return, she'd join Spanky and I, which would let her to take her first steps into the swinging territory in (ahem) the best possible hands she could ever find. Of course she loved the idea and we even joked that I'd be able to give her some "in the field" instruction as well. We were discussing limitations and requirements for the dates, Peggy gave me "carte blanche" to go as far as I wanted with her husband, meaning I had total liberty to invite him to join us or not, and to whichever extent I desired; of course the same applied to her, but more likely I suspected that (knowing her) Spanky was only going to be allowed to watch us from a distance; I doubted she'd go any further. But that was good enough for me (us), so we sealed the pact with a kiss.

Yes, I know it was not the most spontaneous way to come to it, but seriously, how else? I mean, unless you are in a swingers club or some other environment where alcohol flows and bodies rub against each other, there's not much spontaneity to set up a fuck date, be it with one person or two. You just agree to it, show up and do the best you can, hoping of having a good time.

Being me the most experienced and the less uptight of the two us, it was natural that I was going to join Peggy and her hubby first, that way, she'd get somehow familiar with having a third person watching us and hopefully would be a little more comfortable and more knowledgeable of what to expect when the time came for her to join us. Also I'd be able to seize her up a little better after seeing her interact with the one man she was most comfortable with, and with that info, I could better plan the encounter to make it the best possible experience for all involved.

A few days after that, Peggy came to my house again; no need to relate what turned out to be yet another unsatisfactory encounter, but (modesty aside) one more orgasmic carnival for her that included a bubble bath for two and aqua-orgasms. Damn, I'm good!.

That day her husband came to pick her up and I got to see him for the first time. Hmm.hmm... I wasn't impressed at all by what I saw. Definitely Peggy's definition of "in shape" is quite more generous than mine, let's just leave it at that. Immediately I knew that I wasn't going to go all the way with that guy, honestly I didn't find him attractive, he was not my type at all and my first impression was that he was a little... dull. But that ultimately depended on the flow of things behind closed doors and I assumed he'd have plenty of opportunities to impress me. Still, to me the threesome was more about her than about him, so regardless of getting fucked or not, the whole experiment was going to be quite an interesting experience, and, at the very least, that lucky man was going to get a hell of a privileged view!.

Although I was not hot for the guy, still the whole prospect was quite exciting, besides, a deal is a deal and I'm a woman who honors her promises the best she can. Next time I was to meet Peggy, it was going to be for a party of three.